Lord of Rot

Chapter 472 The Prom Invitation of the Heartthrob

A sufficiently mysterious appearance is enough.

If we continue to talk, we will reveal our secrets, and Li Qi left quite decisively.

Leave room for reverie, pat your butt and leave.

Baker, the centaur, didn't really dare to discuss compensation matters with Vito. Since the adults didn't pursue it any longer, it was a slap in the face for him to covet a little bit of profit.

If the matter is handed over to an ogre or a manticore, they will definitely open their mouths, maybe they will open their mouths and let Vito and others take off their clothes and jump into their own mouths, especially cannibals. The demon will definitely let everyone roll in the cesspit first, and then jump into his own mouth after being covered with enough smell, so as to satisfy the peculiar taste of smelling smell and eating delicious food.

In the end, Vito and others were allowed to go back without any punishment, but they were also not allowed to rashly enter the underground world, and they had to restrain others from entering.

Regarding this, the ogre is obviously a little reluctant. No one will die, so they won't be able to eat snacks.

If there is a need, they can also barter, exchanging things from the surface world with the underground world, but neither party intends to go further, and the so-called transaction is only maintained on the surface.

In a thrilling underground journey, Vito walked towards the entrance of the rift under the "protection" of the horsemen.

"Your horses, what's the nail on the hooves?" Baker looked at Vito's warhorse. From the battle just now, he noticed that the opponent's warhorse was not only running fast, but also very stable.

The centaur is confident that he has a strong stability in running, at least stronger than the human cavalry. Humans need continuous training with the horse to gradually form a cooperation, and the centaur runs instinctively. A newborn foal can make it happen.

However, when the two sides charged against each other, the centaur unexpectedly lost to the human cavalry. The defensive power of the equipment was partly the reason, and the physical body collided with the steel, and the impact was even greater.

But in order to make the heavy body run more stably, there are many different things on the horse's hoof.

"It's a horseshoe." Vito stopped, lifted the horse's left front hoof, and explained: "Put a horseshoe on the horse's shoe, which can reduce the wear and tear of the horse's hoof, and make the horse run more comfortably and stably."

"I saw it." Baker nodded, lamenting in his heart the wonderful creation of human beings. They can run faster than a centaur in their own way without four hooves. If one day they can find a way to make themselves stronger than ogres and faster than ogres The manticore was more ferocious, and Baker was not surprised.

The chat between the two sides allowed Vito to understand the underground world more clearly, especially for "that lord", from Baker's words, he respected him, ended the chaos, brought a stable life, and unified Great as a king of the underworld.

However, Vito has some objections to the description of "stable life", because as far as he knows, those big guys need to eat meat, and their appetites are amazing. In the past, it was okay when the various races competed with each other, but now they are integrated and cooperate with each other to prey on the weak. There will definitely be an imbalance, and the weak may die.

Will they attack the ground after the underground prey is eaten?

But he asked himself again, if humans stabilized the interior, would they attack the underground, even if there is nothing good there.

The answer is, of course!

Vito kept the speculation in his heart, and after arriving at the entrance, he bid farewell to Baker and left quickly with the team.

These things need to be informed to the prince as soon as possible, but considering that the other party has no malicious intentions at present, there is no need to spare their strength to provoke a mysterious strong man, they are already busy enough.

……

After Li Qi returned to the porcupine collar, he threw himself on the bed and fell asleep. Even with the black dragon around, the continuous teleportation consumed a huge amount of mental energy, making his head dizzy.

After waking up, looking at the gray sky outside the window, Li Qi couldn't tell whether it was just dawn or it was getting dark.

He sat up and rang the bell on the bedside.

"My lord, I am Pitchfork."

"Give me a glass of honey water, thank you."

"Yes, right away."

When Li Qi drank the honey water soaked in extraordinary honey, his energy improved a lot. When he asked the time again, it was evening instead of morning.

The severe winter still enveloped the entire castle, so Li Qi had to start thinking about the necessity of heating. From a technical point of view, it was not difficult.

Just when he was thinking about where to rebuild the Porcupine Castle, or looking for Thomas Scholars to study the feasibility of magic floor heating, he saw the students who came to the castle to study at night.

Bustling with crowds of people.

They were restricted to move around and study in the specially designated area of ​​the Porcupine Castle. The castle was very big enough to accommodate them. Some people had been here to study for a long time, but everyone strictly abided by the requirements, and no one dared to wander around.

When everyone saw Li Qi, they stopped to say hello.

"Good night, my lord!" The voice was messy, but the flushed excitement on his face was not fake.

"Good night, ladies and gentlemen," Li Qi smiled and nodded in response.

This group of children is the future of porcupine collars. Those with good grades can fill the talent gap in the middle class. After receiving education, those with poor grades will be able to understand the odds better and have an advantage even if they do some physical work.

From the time they start to accumulate, the development of the territory will only get better and better.

He looked at a yellow-haired boy, Li Qi still remembered him, the earliest spellcaster apprentice.

The other party held something like a pillow in his arms.

"Sir, what is that?"

Hot water bottle?
Today's porcupine collars do not have such a high level of craftsmanship.

"My lord, this is the magic item we learned to make from Teacher Thomas." The other party sent the item to Li Qi, but his cheeks were a little red.

Li Qi took it and found that the hand felt very soft, a bit like grasping silicone. He looked at the embarrassed and red-faced boy and immediately understood that it is normal to have needs during puberty.

Sure enough, LSP can promote productivity, and magic milk balls with constant temperature have appeared, and the Magic Fiji Monument may not be too late.

"There is a magic circle inside," the other party explained: "There are also some leftover materials. As long as some spiritual power is instilled in it regularly, it can maintain a constant temperature. It helped me a lot when I was too cold to write in winter." .”

"Nice invention." Li Qi returned the magic hot water bottle, and of course grabbed it a few more times. He felt that the hand felt good and relieved the pressure.

But it's a pity that spiritual power must be instilled, which means that more than half of the night school students present cannot use this thing, which is exclusive to the caster.

The training of students has achieved initial results, and Li Qi is still in a good mood. In the future, he doesn't have to worry about how to poach corners every day. He can train talents in large quantities. Going to poach the walls of other lords' houses is not the main job, but By the way.

When Li Qi went to the restaurant to eat, he would always be ready to prepare a meal for the lord.

After dinner the footman hurried up with a letter.

"My lord, Iron Stone City sent a letter."

"Thank you." Li Qi wiped his hands and took the letter.

He opened the letter and found that the handwriting was very familiar, as if it was the handwriting of a 'heartbeater'.

"I shall be giving a dance on the second night of February, and you are hereby invited, your friend Becky."

Their letters were as terse as ever.

"Why is there a dance all of a sudden?" Li Qi felt as if he had missed something.

Recently, his busy affairs have little to do with Dongxia, and he doesn't have a deep understanding of the situation here.

It wasn't until he asked his subordinates to inquire about the caravan that had recently been to Ironstone City to do business, and then met Lacey Simon who happened to be attending the night school at the castle, that he knew that Becky, the 'heartbeat', was immediately engaged, and the engaged object Great background.

It was Maddow Frye, who had just inherited the baronetship.

It's not like Li Qi is a country baron, but the other party is a rich man in the middle of the kingdom. It is said that he can earn 1000 gold days a year.

After decades of accumulation, his family background is extremely strong.

Marriage with Iron Stone City is a strong alliance.

However, Lacey Simon, who brought the news, said to Li Qi: "According to my chats with friends in Dongxia, the Fry family completely fell for the eldest prince after the eldest prince and Miss Evangeline got engaged. A baron who ostensibly supports the prince."

The fact that Li Qi didn't give the eldest prince face was not hidden at the beginning. It was widely spread in the upper-class aristocratic circle. Of course, it was more about the power of the artillery.

At the beginning, the Monkey Island tuna family happily defected to the eldest prince, but they were beaten to death by Li Qi.

The eldest prince asked Li Qi to "beg for mercy" with "full sincerity".

He pleaded with Li Qi with his nostrils. Li Qi promised that he had never seen such a kind prince, but he hated counting other people's nose hairs.

But Li Qi didn't give the eldest prince any face, and didn't stop his thunderous tactics. The tuna family that he beat was devastated, and the two sides didn't deal with each other.

Lacey's meaning is very simple, Li Qi had better not go to that ball, because since then, Baron Simon, who has always been indifferent to the world, may be about to completely fall for the eldest prince, and Li Qi, who is at odds with the eldest prince, will go to attend Prom must be uncomfortable.

"There must be families related to the eldest prince at the ball." Lacey said worriedly: "You will definitely..."

lose face.

Not on the surface, but secretly his hands are definitely not clean. From the first day of the noble class, Lacey knew that no matter how strong the enemy was, loyalty to the emperor was the first point.

"It's just a ball." Li Qi didn't care at all: "When Miss Becky came to my birthday party, I couldn't refuse her anyway. Sending blessings to her is what a friend should do."

Li Qi is not very interested in political struggle, and he admits that he is not very good at it.

Of course, the most fundamental reason is that the so-called political struggle among nobles is a struggle of force, and it just so happens that Li Qi has the slightest confidence in his own strength.

As long as the eldest prince didn't directly kill his father and become the king, Li Qi wouldn't be afraid at all.

"There is still a lot of time until February, and I have to choose a suitable gift."

Lacey looked at Li Qi with a strange expression.

Becky Simon's reputation is not low, could it be that her lord is also one of the guests in her bed?

(End of this chapter)